Marxists are people whose insides are torn up day after day because they want to rule the world and no one will even publish their letter to the editor.
Drama is based on the Mistake.
Civilizations should be measured by the degree of diversity attained and the degree of unity retained.
We would rather be ruined than changed. We would rather die in our dread than climb the cross of the moment and let our illusions die.
My deepest feeling about politicians is that they are dangerous lunatics to be avoided when possible and carefully humored; people, above all, to whom one must never tell the truth.
We are all here on earth to help others; what on earth the others are here for I don't know.
All that we are not stares back at what we are.
What is a man? What is a woman? And why do we have to be one or the other?
A society will be judged on the basis of how it treats its weakest members; and among the most vulnerable are surely the unborn and the dying.
You're always with yourself, so you might as well enjoy the company.
Where's the superficial? I was, and therefore am, dim, gloomy, a drag, unfashionable, unfanciable, and awkward. This doesn't seem like superficial to me. These aren't flesh wounds. These are life-threatening thrusts into the internal organs.